Chapter 117 of Ten Scenery Satin

At this moment, Xiao Murong was unarmed and could hardly harm Yan Tie with his bare hands. He could only concentrate his strength in his fingers, thrusting and striking repeatedly at the joints of Yan Tie's protective gear. Occasionally, he would switch to palm strikes, aiming for Yan Tie's throat. Even with his iron armor, a blow to the throat would surely suffocate him, giving him a chance to win.

As Yan Tie struggled to parry, the flames on his back intensified, quickly burning away the fabric. The flames reached his shoulders and arms, then his chest and back, engulfing his entire body in flames. The steel armor that had once protected him from blades and spears now felt like a branding torture. Although Yan Tie possessed profound internal strength, he could not withstand the increasingly intense fire. He cried out repeatedly, desperately trying to break free from Xiao Murong's entanglement, his movements becoming chaotic and disorganized.

However, after fighting for a while, Xiao Murong dared not press too hard, for even getting close would send flames and heat rushing to his face, which was also unbearable. He could only use his agile movements to fight him, thinking, "If I drag this out a little longer, this guy won't be able to hold on. If he doesn't take off his armor, he'll be burned to death."

Yan Tie was being tormented by the flames, but had no time to remove his armor, nor could he think of a way to extinguish the fire. In desperation, he suddenly went berserk, roaring as he charged towards Xiao Murong like a giant fireball. Zi Yuan and Hua Xuan cried out in unison, "Watch out!"

Xiao Murong suddenly felt a wave of heat wash over him and was startled. He dodged, but Yan Tie had already rushed over. He fell to the ground, rolling around trying to extinguish the flames. Seeing that he was engulfed in flames and had nowhere to attack, Xiao Murong had a sudden thought. He pulled out all the signal tubes he had and threw them at Yan Tie one by one.

Yan Tie, desperate to extinguish the fire, was caught completely off guard. Suddenly, a series of booming sounds erupted, and the flames intensified. He screamed and rolled around repeatedly, but the fire did not diminish; instead, it burned even more fiercely.

Little Murong leaped far away and, seeing that Yan Tie was beyond saving, breathed a sigh of relief. Suddenly, he saw Yan Tie tumbling away, and then, with a sudden flip, leaped into the river, causing a puff of white smoke to rise from the surface. Little Murong cried out, "Alas, what a pity!"

It was a fatal oversight. Little Murong's plan to burn the armor was enough to defeat Yan Tie, a formidable enemy, but just as it was about to succeed, Yan Tie jumped into the river. In this way, Yan Tie was freed from the danger of being trapped in the fire.

As Xiao Murong stamped her foot, she thought, "This guy has already wasted a lot of energy, and he might not have much strength left. If I don't escape now, when will I?" She rushed to Ziyuan and Huaxuan's side and asked, "Sister Hua, can you walk?" Huaxuan replied, "Yes, I can, but my acupoints are sealed, and I can't exert any strength."

Xiao Murong massaged several acupoints on Huaxuan's body, but it didn't work for a while. She cursed inwardly, "That bastard Yan Tie, his acupoint striking technique is so strange." She tried to pull on the iron chains of her handcuffs, but they were difficult to break. She became anxious and looked at the river. Seeing that Yan Tie had not yet floated up, she knew that his fever and pain had not subsided. She helped Ziyuan up with one hand and said, "Sister Ziyuan, hold my hand, and I'll pull you away." With her other hand, she gently hugged Huaxuan's waist. Hua Xuan exclaimed anxiously, "No, Sister Murong, how can you carry both of us?" Little Murong knew that this would greatly hinder their movement, and they feared Yan Tie would catch up again. However, this was a golden opportunity to escape, and there was no time to hesitate. She gritted her teeth and said, "Who knows if we don't try?"

Just then, a "splash" was heard, and Yan Tie leaped out of the river like a flying fish. His body was covered in tattered, charred remnants of cloth, revealing his iron armor. As soon as he emerged from the water, he pounced straight at Little Murong with extremely fierce momentum. If Little Murong tried to dodge, Zi Yuan and Hua Xuan would immediately fall in front of Yan Tie. Helpless, they improvised, kicking up Zhao Pingbo, who was lying on the ground, and using their palms as a shield to block Yan Tie's attack. Yan Tie had just escaped from the fire, and his strength was greatly diminished. His momentum was weakened, and this attack had very limited power. It only managed to repel Zhao Pingbo before losing its remaining force.

Zhao Pingbo was knocked back by the palm strike and fell towards Zi Yuan. In a flash, Zi Yuan saw the scabbard at Zhao Pingbo's waist. Suddenly, an idea

flashed in her mind, and she drew her longsword, calling out, "Yin-mei, use this!" Little Murong was frantically thinking about how to deal with Yan Tie when she heard Zi Yuan's call. Without thinking, she slightly turned her body and took the item from Zi Yuan's hand. Seeing that it was a longsword, she didn't even wonder where it came from and thrust it out. Yan Tie, having been tormented by the raging fire, was both angry and shocked. He also didn't notice where Zi Yuan got her sword and, without thinking, swung his arm to parry the blade. Unexpectedly, the moment they clashed, a flash of cold light appeared, and Yan Tie suddenly felt a sharp pain in his arm. His iron wrist guard tore open like paper, and blood gushed from the wound. The blade had already left a deep wound on his arm, and Yan Tie cried out and flew backward.

This sudden turn of events startled Little Murong, who was immediately overjoyed: "This sword is a divine weapon! Good, let's see if your iron-clad body can withstand it!" Yan Tie was even more shocked, his mind suddenly clearing, breaking out in a cold sweat. He thought to himself, "Damn it, damn it! How could I forget to take this sword first? It's ended up in this girl's hands!"

This long sword was exceptionally sharp; it was the Li Long Sword that Zhao Pingbo had used to fight Wen Yuan. Zhao Pingbo's martial arts were far inferior to Wen Yuan's, and the sword had no chance to display its power. He sadly returned it to its sheath. Later, when both the young and old Murong arrived, they hadn't seen the sword. Zi Yuan, however, remembered it at this moment and drew the sword, handing it to Little Murong. Little Murong casually swung her sword and, surprisingly, succeeded in one move, easily cutting into Yan Tie's protective gear. This was completely unexpected, and she felt her spirits rise. Using the power of the weapon, she unleashed her brother Murong Xiu's "Great Vertical and Horizontal Sword Technique," launching a rapid attack.

Her internal strength was not yet fully developed, and her swordsmanship did not follow the two major paths of vertical and horizontal swordsmanship. She used the sword moves she had used when she first fought Wen Yuan, aiming only for sharpness and dazzling effect to force her opponent into a corner. Its power was far inferior to Murong Xiu's, and it was not as exquisite as the "Rainbow Feather Robe Sword." However, her attacks were as swift as a sudden rainstorm. The silver light on the Li Long Sword changed in countless ways, truly like a divine dragon coiling and swirling, spewing clouds and rain, sometimes like thunder, sometimes like a raging wind, with a vast and mighty momentum. Yan Tie was already exhausted from being scorched by the flames, but he went ashore and attacked wildly with a burst of anger. However, he was injured in the first move, and his momentum vanished instantly. Knowing that his iron armor could not withstand the sharpness of the Li Long Sword, he was even more horrified. In the course of several sword strikes, a sword was slashed across his chest. Although it did not injure his flesh, a gap was cut in his iron armor.

Little Murong pressed her advantage relentlessly, attacking without defending. Her sword light enveloped an area of several feet, leaving Yan Tie with nowhere to dodge and no courage to block. Suddenly, a flash of cold light appeared before his eyes, and the Li Long Sword slashed towards his face. Startled, he dodged, only to feel a chill on his face. A jolt ran through him, and he quickly pressed his hand to his face, realizing with horror that only the left half of his iron mask remained, severed by the remaining force of the sword

. Half of the mask flew off. Little Murong was about to give chase when she heard Yan Tie scream loudly, his voice piercingly mournful. He covered his face and turned around, his back exposed, and was struck by Little Murong's sword again. However, he ignored it and fled in panic without stopping. This sudden and strange action startled the three women, who were filled with astonishment.

Xiao Murong initially intended to pursue and kill him, but then thought, "If this guy fights desperately to the death, it will be difficult. Right now, only I can save Sister Ziyuan and Sister Hua. I can't afford any mishaps." She stopped chasing, letting Yan Tie escape. With a flick of her sword, the Li Long sword snapped with a soft "crack," breaking the chains on Hua Xuan's handcuffs.

Hua Xuan, seeing Yan Tie escape, froze for a moment,

then said, "He got away. We...we're alright?" Xiao Murong sighed, slumped to the ground, and lamented, "It's such a pity we didn't kill him. Ah, it was really close. If it weren't for this sword, the consequences would have been unpredictable." Hua Xuan remained silent, then suddenly burst into tears, throwing herself into Ziyuan's arms.

Zi Yuan knew Hua Xuan was greatly frightened. Although she herself had almost been violated by Zhao Pingbo, Hua Xuan was still young, and although her martial arts were strong, her personality was quite fragile. She couldn't imagine how terrified she must have been in such a dangerous situation. So, she gently patted Hua Xuan's shoulder and softly said, "Alright, everyone's alright

now. Don't cry, don't cry!" Xiao Murong took the scabbard from Zhao Pingbo's waist, returned the Li Long Sword, and hung it at her own waist, saying, "This sword saved the three of us. That villain Zhao Pingbo, he never expected this, did he?" Hua Xuan sobbed uncontrollably, unable to speak for a moment, her emotions running high. Zi Yuan comforted her while helping her put on her clothes, then dressed herself, asking, "Yin-mei, how are Young Master Wen and the others? Are they all safe now?"

Xiao Murong shook her head and sighed, "I don't know. I barely managed to shake off Wei Gaoxin and ran here to save you all."

"I don't know how the fight is going at the inn now." Zi Yuan hummed in agreement and said, "Fortunately, you arrived in time, otherwise..." Thinking of the perilous situation she had just faced, she couldn't help but tremble slightly. Hua Xuan, however, had calmed down a bit from crying and wiped her tears with her sleeve, saying, "Sister Murong, shall we... shall we go back to find Senior Brother Wen and the others?"

Little Murong pondered for a moment and said, "No, going back to the inn now is like a moth drawn to a flame. I'm afraid we won't be able to help him and will only become a burden. Let's find a quiet place to rest first, release your acupoints, and then make a plan." "

Of the three women, Xiao Murong was the most intelligent and had far more experience in the martial world than Ziyuan and Huaxuan. Neither of them objected, and they walked slowly downstream along the riverbank. However, their thoughts were always on Wen Yuan. Every few steps, Ziyuan would unconsciously turn back to look. After Ziyuan looked, Huaxuan followed suit. Xiao Murong knew that Wen Yuan hadn't followed, but she couldn't help turning back every now and then. She only saw Yan Tie's half-mask lying far away on the ground, one eyehole and half a mouth slit facing the sky."

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